《After the universe exploded, I became a Dungeon Master.》015. Parallel
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015. Parallel
*Squelch, slurp* "Ohh ya, Oh ya, that's the right stuff, so smooth!"
"Eww, Mimi I know I told you that I didn't want to see you licking the speket anymore, but just because you are hiding behind a rock does not mean I can't hear you doing it."
"What, what? I'm not doing any thing behind here. Nope, nothing, I'm not licking the so smooth and cute Speket behind here. Nope, I'm not, you must be hearing things." *slurp, sigh* "Ok, I'm satisfied for now."
Suddenly the speket dashes out from behind the rock as fast as it can run and heads for the tunnel to the surface in compleat terror.
"Ok, now that you have finished traumatising the poor ugly thing can we get back to business about how to spend some of this precious oh so precious LF? I still have around 134 LF to spend, give or take a few decimal points. That's enough for 2 more monsters or maybe another 1 or 2 Tree unlocks."
"Hmm, Hmm, I think you should get your self a body with some of that. I know you can't afford to get a human body yet, but if you get a Slime or Speket body it would be so much easier to get more LF than just remotely controlling a monster like we have been doing so far."
"But if I do that I won't be able to get a human body later unless I evolve that way right?"
"Idiot, Idiot, What are you talking about? Why wouldn't you? OHHHH! You really are an idiot, you can have as many bodies as you want. You just need the LF and magic to make them. You can only control 1 extra body at a time at the moment but you could have 1000 personal bodies if you want. They just go into your inventory when you're not using them. Best of all is that they can go as far as they want from your Space with no troubles since you are controlling them directly."
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"Wow, ok I guess it would be a good idea to get a body then. Now to decide whether I should get a Slime body or a Skpeket body?"
Skills Bodies Tier 0 Basic Slime
75MP 60LF Tier 1
Speket 75mp 75LF
Tier ??? Human
100MP 2000LF
"... Ok, that decides it then, Slime body it is"
"Slime? SLIME! You're going to be a slime!! YOUR GOING TO BE A SLIME!!!!!!! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaa! More Jiggle Jiggle TIME! I can't wait, this is going to be so much fun, Smoothie smooth is good, but jiggly jiggle is even better."
"When I become a slime your not going to lick me like you did with the speket right, RIGHT?! Why have you gone all quiet all of a sudden? You are usually such a chatter box, so answer me. Hey, why are you hiding behind that rock again? Well if you try I can just eat you and get a nice LF boost, Maby even evolve into something nice."
"Noooooo, Noooooo, I don't want to be eaten, although I do wonder what you could evolve into after eating me, maybe a slime Fairy? No, never mind that's not something I ever want to find out."
"Hehe, that would be interesting. Any ways I guess I should make my body now."
Congratulations you have chosen to create your First-second body. As a special bonus due to your Blessing of chaos, you have also unlocked a Rare skill [Parallel Thinking 1]
Parallel Thinking 1: Allows for the user to process 2 separate lines of thought at once without increasing or decreasing intelligence
Testing Testing The mongooses are eating all my crackers! Ok, it looks like this thing is working. Hey, it's me Charle, you remember me right? I was that god that caused your universe to be destroyed. Any ways I felt a little bad about that so I decided to leave this little gift for you. I hope you can use it to live a little longer to give me more fun to watch. Ps. This is a pre recorded message and I hope you get to see it before you die of a horrible but hopefully entertaining death. PPS. I may or may not have left more gifts for you to find in the future. ;p
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Charle the Chaos God xoxo
After the message from Charle disappeared leaving both David and Mimi at a loss for words David felt a strong pain start to flood his mind. It felt like his mind was being torn in 2. If he could he wanted to bash his head against the wall, but alas he is nothing but a pebble so he wasn't able to. Then as suddenly as the pain arrived it disappeared and the now familiar star treck-esk beaming in of a monster appeared and a Slime that looked like Jiggly Jiggly's new form materialized in the middle of the room.
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